I'm running now and i'm running out of breath
and with every tracks i've ran past through,
none of them seems right
I'm running now and i'm running barefooted
and with every steps i've stepped through,
none of them were smooth,
rough edges i could feel under my heels
I'm running now and i'm running blind
and with every tracks i've seen,
none of them were visible,
guessing,
and hoping all of these were given light,
so that i know which way should i run to
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 12:56 PM UTC
I'm running now and i'm running out of breath
and with every tracks i've ran past through,
none of them seems right
I'm running now and i'm running barefooted
and with every steps i've stepped through,
none of them were smooth,
rough edges i could feel under my heels
I'm running now and i'm running blind
and with every tracks i've seen,
none of them were visible,
guessing,
and hoping all of these were given light,
so that i know which way should i run to
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